[verse 1] n-gg-z try stoppin me fulfill him like a prophecy (oh yes) while them hoes watchin me and while them hoes jockin me (what yall hoes want) feds tried to rocket me and knock me out properly (they said bam!) i was on a robbery my gat sung operaly 500 dollar bill teach ’em bout monopoly mansion wit the bed in it models lay on top of me n-gg-z tried droppin me them slugs bounced off of me murder n-gg-z softly the judge still walkin me hoes get chunked off b-tches can’t talk to me catch a n-gg- crossin me they gotta get the law for me 26 possibly i sang to ’em gossiply (oh lord) i’mma die awesomely with grands on the top of me mockin me i’ll turn ya chest into podomy (blaow blaow!) everything mafia growin up gotti g four 15’s in the trunk i got a lotta beat how could these n-gg-z be dro? they don’t know how to be

[verse 2] first i let my chain glow y’all know how that thang go put them colors in my rims now im ridin rainbow hood n-gg- f-ck ’em all i’m at charlie train po'(???) orange daytona me and kuntry ridin mango umbrellas pop out the phantom do’ when it rain though polo that fresh like i’m carson but i ain’t lame though n-gg-s say i’m fly wit the rappin but i can sang though what you know bout hightower ridge and delmar lane though tech jump out when i’m bustin but i can aim though make a hundred thou if you touch it you get yo brains blowed m&m regal the f-ck is you in my lane fo’ n-gg- you don’t see these goons and what they bring war water paint chevy lil buddy said thats my rain car 800 benz lil cuzz this ain’t the same car danger anger herne home ranger i was sellin dope before jesus was in a manger

[verse 3] dro you can smell me sell me hail me n-gg- come short on that gram you gotta scale me young dro postseason wit bald head l be right by auntie rachel where teetee and me and lanelle be y’all ridin 24’s i ride february 28 inches try to jack and you’ll get buried 12 gauge sh-ll heat i ??? don’t like to bury knock a n-gg- teeth out his mouth for the tooth fairy baskin robbins paint on my chevy my whip berry 50 bricks shawty man we blew them thangs every week last week my cutl-ss was blue but it change every week i be in the club brand new in that thang every week haters in the club i shoot two of them lames every week y’all game very weak ain’t nothin you can tell me pull up in a pearl v they be like “how the h-ll he sittin up in the phantom on simpson eatin a 12 piece?” thats